Same but Solo

I ran a similar route to yesterday except that I was solo this time. I was also more fresh and faster and quickly marked my territory. The two kilometre point at the corner of the vineyard cut neatly into the mountain, the three at a signpost that said ‘baggry‘ and nearly at the five kilometre mark, the narrow road widened to an enclave of homes.

A U-turn at a parking lot and I made my way back to our location, the trusty Garmin picking out the kilometres, as I admired the endless valley views, the parallel rows of grape vines, the bougainvillea, and felt the cool morning breeze on my skin finishing up satiated and energised.